In less than thirty seconds, the entire Lovecraft City, which matched nearly one-tenth of the Atlas Continent's landmass, was flooded with destructive and raging energy. The radiation within would melt the body of anyone beneath the Divine Ascension Realm!
The Stars of Doom burned their soul force and life force without restraint; each passing second consumed a small percentage of it. In the half-minute they had been battling, they had already burned around fifteen percent. Fortunately, their Pseudo-Immortal Bodies allowed them to fight without weakness, but this would not last long.
However, even with that sense of doom over their heads, the eyes of all those warriors burned with a majestic red light, the same one that courses through the eyes of the Scarlet King. They displayed a sense of unity that went beyond race, a sole purpose that flooded their souls.
